You bedevil me
You who won't leave me be
You who lives someplace deep
In my psyche
I go months without seeing you
Rarely do I think of you
Then one night
When I am most vulnerable
You appear
All warmth and smiles
As you once were
Before I needed you
And you withdrew
Behind coolness
And a judgmental air
I was the one who left
You made sure I admitted that
But I could no longer live
With the truth
That I was in love with a dream
And you would never love me
In return.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.